Eugene had done nothing wrong and had no reason to flee, yet he ran without looking back. The sight of Melkith walking toward him with a beaming smile and a bouquet as large as himself was etched into his eyes with such a chilling force that he couldn't help but escape.2

"Ugh," Eugene groaned as he felt a shiver run down his spine.0

If he were caught, even killing Melkith a hundred times in his imagination wouldn’t satisfy his murderous intent.0

Standing at the battlements, Eugene quickly glanced back. Fortunately, Melkith wasn’t following him, and he sighed in relief before looking forward again.0

The meaning of Molon’s words was instantly clear to him. Indeed, the seal created by the Demon King of Incarceration had grown several times larger than it was a week ago. Without exaggeration, it spanned across half the plains and had swallowed the neglected Pandemonium completely.0

'How many are there?' Eugene thought to himself as he squinted into the seal. 0

The number of Nur filling it, from the ground to the ceiling, was beyond any number he could conjure. And that wasn’t all. These Nur were merely drawn here by the Demon King of Destruction. Eugene’s brow furrowed as he recalled the original emergence of the Nur in Lehainjar.5

'No word yet, so the gate there must still be intact…,' he concluded.0

The only reason it remained so was the seal containing the Demon King of Destruction. If the seal were broken,...0